Life isn’t as tidy as that.” -Cadmus Errol The wind high above the Sea of Kerum whistled among the steel struts and beams of the Jennai, adding its own sound even as it stole away the words of conversations that passed among the rebels who milled around the plaza. Rynn imagined that if she closed her eyes she could convince herself that she was alone, standing atop a mountain peak. A crosswind blew, and a metallic groan protested the change. Runes now held the airship immobile, engines idle, and no simple wind would dislodge them. When she learned those runes, she had never pictured them locking something the size of the Jennai in place; a coil gun had been the height of her ambition at the time. It seemed like half the crew was standing around waiting, just as she was. Of course, standing around for Rynn involved sitting herself down on an upturned steel rain-barrel next to the gondola, but her intent was the same as that of the anxious crowd. “What are we going to do first?”
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